up all night
Bluelight Crew
Whispers.
Wisps of ideas
that are hovering just beyond my understanding.
They seem to come to life
in that second before sleep
when my mind is empty
and my hands are clean.
Doubts.
Fears.
Thoughts too weak for light of day
beaten back by solid desires
creep forward when the lights are dim
and my defences down.
He doesn't love you.
They dig their jagged claws into my consciousness.
A blackened haze that starts to spread
impermeate and stain
A passive war against my smile.
He won't stay round for long.
Toss and turn.
Blame my lack of sleep
on the hardness of the pillow
on the heat of the blankets.
Search for your body under the covers
and realise
you had somewhere else to be tonight.
He found someone before, he'll surely do it again.
They gain power in numbers
No longer mere shadows
but an inky blackness.
These thoughts are alive
and feeding insecurities
into my falsely strong convictions.
She's much prettier then you.
Squeeze eyes so tightly shut
that the coloured patterns become pictures
become possibilities
become nightmares
become the twisted plot to an untold story.
He's using you.
He's no good for you.
You're risking too much.
He's taking too much.
It'll never last.
It's all a game.
He doesn't love and
He'll never love
He'll never love
He'll never love
You.
STOP!
Sleep.
Dream.
Wake.
Forget.
See you the same time tomorrow.....
Wisps of ideas
that are hovering just beyond my understanding.
They seem to come to life
in that second before sleep
when my mind is empty
and my hands are clean.
Doubts.
Fears.
Thoughts too weak for light of day
beaten back by solid desires
creep forward when the lights are dim
and my defences down.
He doesn't love you.
They dig their jagged claws into my consciousness.
A blackened haze that starts to spread
impermeate and stain
A passive war against my smile.
He won't stay round for long.
Toss and turn.
Blame my lack of sleep
on the hardness of the pillow
on the heat of the blankets.
Search for your body under the covers
and realise
you had somewhere else to be tonight.
He found someone before, he'll surely do it again.
They gain power in numbers
No longer mere shadows
but an inky blackness.
These thoughts are alive
and feeding insecurities
into my falsely strong convictions.
She's much prettier then you.
Squeeze eyes so tightly shut
that the coloured patterns become pictures
become possibilities
become nightmares
become the twisted plot to an untold story.
He's using you.
He's no good for you.
You're risking too much.
He's taking too much.
It'll never last.
It's all a game.
He doesn't love and
He'll never love
He'll never love
He'll never love
You.
STOP!
Sleep.
Dream.
Wake.
Forget.
See you the same time tomorrow.....
